I wouldn’t be angry… Anger has always been an arrow in my quiver of life tools. Shit, under such an analogy, to be quite honest, anger is probably the bow. I’m not entirely sure
Oh man, this week the little “extras” are taking longer than anticipated. In the meantime, the puppy painting has also not moved forward all that much, but I am at the point where I
Wait, poetry? Oh this is some bullshit…is something you might be saying right now. I think it’s something I would be saying, actually it might be something I’m currently thinking. Here’s the thing about
As is the case with many of these entries, this week I started down one path and now I’ve been diverted to a completely different path. When this does happen it is typically because
Television is bad… Television gets a bad rap most of the time. It’s been referred to as the boob tube in the past and it falls into the dreaded “screen” category in today’s times.